◎Boom!◎

"I threw it out." Rong Xiao answered crisply.

The man in the short-sleeved shirt scratched his head in disbelief and asked, "Where did you lose it?"

"I don't know, probably on the ground outside."

"That's not right. How did you throw it out?"

"Thrown it out with supernatural powers."

Rong Xiao was not yet proficient in the ability to teleport objects, so she could only move small objects, but the size of the broken glass was just within her range.

"Hey? You have two superpowers, girl?" The man in short sleeves crossed his arms angrily, lowered his head and moved forward to glare at her fiercely.

Rong Xiao didn't flinch, and said confidently, "Yes."

"That's pretty impressive! Want to join our team? We have a large team and strong strength, so you don't have to worry about supplies."

The one-on-one scene suddenly turned into on-site recruitment.

However, the atmosphere in the small house, which had originally been relatively peaceful, seemed to be ignited in an instant.

The man in the short-sleeved shirt felt as if several hostile and dangerous forces were falling on him, as if they wanted to open a hole in his body.

Looking around, the other people who were originally calm and at ease now had completely different expressions than before.

Like wild beasts roaming in the dark, they stared at him with ferocious eyes, their weapons slowly raised, as if stimulated by something, even their breathing became much heavier.

"I don't want it. I already have a team," Rong Xiao said without hesitation, rejecting the offer decisively. "There are so many of you out there, you could definitely be doing something good. Why are you taking this cheap shortcut? I won't join the bad guys."

"Hahaha," the short-sleeved man laughed out loud. "Little girl, if I do good things in the future, will you join us?"

"That won't happen," Rong Xiao suddenly added, raising his head as if thinking of something, "but if you become good people and need my help in the future, I will agree."

This time, not only the man in the short-sleeved shirt, but also the people behind him laughed.

What an ignorant and ridiculous argument.

Want her help?

Haha, it’s just a joke.

"Shut up." The man in short sleeves shouted, scaring the people around him so much that they quickly restrained themselves.

He stared into Rong Xiao's eyes motionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking. His brows were furrowed, and he was observing and thinking seriously.

After several minutes, the man in the short-sleeved shirt took a step back, his frown loosened, and he laughed heartily. "Alright, little girl, don't forget, I'll let you go this time. Let's go, let's go back to bed. Damn it, a few broken guns are wasting my time."

The men behind him seemed unconvinced and asked tremblingly, "Boss, are you really... going back?"

"Is it still fake? Leaving is not a temporary solution. I said go back to sleep, don't you understand?"

"I understand."

The dazed subordinate nodded repeatedly, but looked at the expression on his boss's face with some concern, fearing that he would misunderstand and be punished.

Unexpectedly, the man in the short-sleeved shirt raised his hand and pushed them out, cursing and chasing them away.

Rong Xiao seemed very satisfied with himself for "converting" a group of bad guys. He jumped to the door and waved to them: "Good night! Starting tomorrow, be a good person!"

"Mind your own business." As they reached the stairs, the man in short sleeves smiled and replied.

The moment he turned around, the smile on the short-sleeved man's face disappeared. It was not until he returned to the car downstairs that his bewildered subordinates dared to ask him further questions.

"Boss, are you really leaving? Are you setting up an ambush?"

"Let's go back."

"Why...why? There are only...a few of them."

"Am I the boss, or are you?" the short-sleeved man raised his hand and punched one of his men. "From the moment we entered the room, there wasn't a trace of fear or unease on those people's faces. Especially that little girl, there was something wrong... I think they almost killed us."

It was the first time for the subordinates to see their boss like this. They immediately broke out in a cold sweat and quickly stepped on the accelerator to escape.

The group of people who were still in the building looked at each other.

Long Qingyu walked forward and looked at the room that no longer had a door. He pointed to the next door and asked, "Want to sleep somewhere else?"

"This is so annoying," Tian Yichuan cursed, kicking away the debris blocking his way. "A good night has been disturbed by these people."

"Could they be going to call for help?" Shangguan Huai asked weakly.

"No," Shangguan Yu denied his uneasiness. "If they were determined to capture us, they wouldn't have retreated just now, knowing that we would move to another place."

"However, to be on the safe side, let's move to a safer place." As he said that, Long Qingyu motioned for them to go downstairs and planned to drive a few kilometers forward to find a similar place to continue resting.

There was a small motorcycle parked next to their car. After saying hello, Zhu Shuo and Uncle Wen Zhen were about to leave quietly when they were stopped by Long Qingyu.

"Thank you," Long Qingyu took the initiative to shake hands with Zhu Shuo, "Long Qingyu."

"Well, you saved us too. We were just helping each other. It's no big deal. Let's go." Zhu Shuo patted his shoulder proudly and got on the scooter.

Uncle Wen Zhen seemed to have always been on guard against Long Qingyu and the others. He hardly even spoke to them, but his eyes wandered over them intentionally or unintentionally.

He started the scooter and Uncle Wen Zhen got on it. After two rumbling sounds, the scooter suddenly stalled.

Next door, Long Qingyu and others had already boarded the bus and were politely preparing to see them off before leaving.

With a strong sense of anticipation, Zhu Shuo smiled awkwardly and turned the scooter a few more times in an attempt to start it.

After buzzing several times, it finally fell into an awkward silence.

Long Qingyu tilted his head out of the car window: "What's wrong? Is the car broken down?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Let's try again." Zhu Shuo hadn't given up on the broken motorcycle yet. He started it a few more times but still couldn't start.

Not only did the car not move, but it also made a buzzing sound for a long time, attracting all the zombies wandering nearby.

"Where are you going? We can drive you back first." Long Qingyu's suggestion floated out from the car from a distance.

"No thanks," Uncle Wenzhen quickly declined. Noticing the awkward atmosphere, he quickly added, "Thank you."

"I'm afraid if you keep going like this, the car won't start, but the zombies will have a midnight snack." Tian Yichuang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said with a smile.

Zhu Shuo and Uncle Wen Zhen looked at each other in bewilderment. They remained deadlocked for a long time, and then, as if finally reaching an agreement, Zhu Shuo pushed the cart forward, as if to show his weakness. "Then... thank you."

"It's a small matter."

The scooter was stuffed into the trunk, and Zhu Shuo and Uncle Wen Zhen squeezed into the car. The atmosphere became visibly depressing and awkward.

However, the address they reported was not far from here, about two or three kilometers. Long Qingyu drove out and headed towards the destination with the trunk open.

From time to time, zombies would hear the noise and rush out to chase the car. The road conditions in this area were pretty good, so Long Qingyu could just step on the accelerator a little and throw the zombies far away.

As long as you keep a certain distance, the zombies will chase you so hard that you will lose your dream and give up halfway to go somewhere else to play.

Zhu Shuo has been secretly looking at Uncle Wen Zhen, and his expression seems to be saying: See, I told you the road is dangerous.

But Uncle Wen Zhen just glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and didn't have much other reaction.

"We're here, let's stop here," Uncle Wen Zhen pointed to the corner ahead and suddenly said, "We'll get off here."

"Oh, here we are."

The car gradually slowed down and stopped in the middle of the road. After Zhu Shuo and Uncle Wen Zhen got out of the car, both of them had strange expressions, as if they couldn't wait to say goodbye and leave early, even waving in a hurry.

"Why are they so weird?" Shangguan Huai leaned on the back of the chair and sighed curiously.

"Maybe he's on guard against us," Shangguan Yu, who was wearing an eye mask and closing his eyes, pointed out mercilessly, "Maybe he still doesn't believe we are good people."

"Hey?! Brother Long and Rong Xiao saved them, yet they still suspect us?" Tian Yichuang cursed as he looked in the direction they left.

Shangguan Yu lifted his blindfold and glanced at him. Even a single glance was filled with sarcasm: "Saving people means you're a good person? What if it's all a conspiracy? If you don't have this little bit of vigilance, you might die a hundred times in the apocalypse."

Tian Yichuang was enraged and walked through the passenger seat to grab Shangguan Yu and teach him a lesson.

"Stop making trouble." Long Qingyu brought the man back to his seat. After calculating the time, he found that Zhu Shuo and Uncle Wen Zhen had already walked far away, so he started the car and drove in the same direction.

To get to Yidong City, they had to take this road.

Long Qingyu had long noticed the two men's wariness towards them, so he didn't tell them directly the direction he was going, for fear that they would be suspicious.

I had no choice but to wait quietly until they were far away before moving on.

This road is very long and there are many residential areas and second-hand car markets around it. The road condition is much better than other streets and it looks like it has been cleaned by someone.

"boom!"

Not long after we started driving, an explosion was heard in the night sky, and the front was illuminated by flames.

The explosion sounded not far ahead, and the flames danced in the darkness, like a guiding lighthouse, unexpectedly illuminating the darkness.

However, fire and explosion, when put together, do not bring any warmth to people.

Long Qingyu thought that Zhu Shuo and Uncle Wen Zhen had just headed in this direction, so he stepped on the accelerator and sped up to drive in that direction.

The flames were gradually getting smaller, but another sound was replacing the silence after the explosion.

Many zombies roared and gathered towards the place where the sound came from. Some ran very fast, some staggered as if taking a walk, and some crawled towards that direction.

The car slowed down and moved like a turtle, and the sound of the engine was drowned out by the noise made by the zombies themselves.

The quiet and deserted streets suddenly became extremely lively, as if the entire area had become the territory of zombies.

"Just go away and leave me alone!"

The heroic shouts resounded through the night sky.

It’s Zhu Shuo!

There were two loud bangs of glass bottles breaking, and the next second a raging fire started, and two huge, dazzling flames were ignited in front again.

"Hold on, as long as we get rid of the zombies below, we will be able to do it." Another completely unfamiliar voice sounded, as if responding to Zhu Shuo's request.

Long Qingyu drove his car to the vicinity of the fire and saw a person hanging on the lamppost opposite the street across the street.

That person was Zhu Shuo.

People kept poking their heads out of the wall not far away and throwing things, targeting the increasing number of zombies nearby.

They lit bottles filled with wine and threw them down, which would instantly create a small sea of ​​fire.

But using fire was too slow, and the group of zombies with flames on their bodies did not forget to move towards Zhu Shuo.

The worst thing was that the zombies were covered in flames, and when they walked to the position below Zhu Shuo, the flames continued to rise. From a distance, Zhu Shuo looked like a piece of barbecue hanging on a bamboo skewer.

"Uncle Wenzhen, be careful with your legs, pull them up quickly."

After hearing the shouting, Long Qingyu noticed that there was a person hanging on a billboard not far away.

Although Uncle Wen Zhen looked gray-haired, his physique showed that he was a man who exercised regularly. His hands were hanging on the metal frame, and his arms were so tense that they began to tremble.

There were more and more zombies, and there was no hope at all. The people on the wall were looking for something to hit the zombies below while shouting for help in a panic.

For the first time, Long Qingyu realized the insignificance of human beings.

Being unable to do anything about certain things always ruthlessly throws people into the abyss of despair.

No matter how hard you try, the goal seems to be getting farther and farther away. The feeling of exhaustion and powerlessness will gradually hollow out the hope in your heart, and you will wait for the painful ending numbly and desperately.

"Brother Long, Brother Long, there are so many zombies!!" Rong Xiao had already taken out his newly confiscated machete and quickly lay down on the backrest of the car.

The white light flashed beside Long Qingyu's ear, making his heart shudder.

Pushing the sharp blade aside, Long Qingyu looked at the situation over there. After a moment of silence, he rejected Rong Xiao's subtext: "No, there are too many of them. It's very dangerous. If we get surrounded and can't get out, it will be the end."

"But, what a great opportunity! I can level up!" Rong Xiao was so excited that he leaned forward and waved the knife near Long Qingyu's face. "Brother Long, Brother Long, Brother Long!!"

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